---Clarence---
I tried to retain my memory in that dream that seemed so vivid and real. I tried to go back to that beautiful dream, and when I open my eyes, it immediately met the smoky eyes of my mademoiselle. Bright gray eyes. I move closer to her and reach her face caressing it.
"Are you truly awake?" I wish that this moment isn't a dream anymore. I don't want her to sleep and sleep. Her body might be present, but I cannot talk to her and tell her things that I wanted to tell her… I don't want it that way.
"Water…" it was a whisper. I immediately scuffle out the bed as I run to the round table to pick the glass of water that has a straw. I walk around the bed to her side and I help her up as I help her drink it. She cleared her throat and she is slowly moving her arms though it was hard for her.
